Qianye appeared, and the clamoring young man immediately shrank. After shrinking, he realized that something was wrong. He suddenly felt that he had lost face. He pinched his neck and shouted: "This is the White Clan! You, don't act like this!"

The tall young man at the head was ashamed and annoyed. He pulled the man behind him, stared at Qianye, and said maliciously: "You still dare to appear in the empire, a vampire..."

Before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by Song Zining's long laugh: "We come from a neutral place, participated in the Battle of Floating Land, and won the first place in military merit. It has already been publicized in the court! Why, you guys are so big-ass.

Bai Ding, who has no military merit, wants to question our identity?!"

This tall young man was not stupid. He heard the trap hidden in Song Zining's words and turned to look at the old men playing chess. One of the old men held the chess pieces and waved his hand imperceptibly.

The tall young man knew it well and said: "We all admire the Seventh Young Master for his outstanding military achievements. I was rude just now, so I am here to accompany you. But! You dare to come to Ningyu Mansion. We have old grudges."

Not to mention, there are many people who are dissatisfied, so what should we do?"

Song Zining looked at Qianye, who said coldly: "If you don't obey, I'll beat you. What are you talking about?"

The Bai clan are all young people, at their prime of life. Qianye and Song Zining across from them don't look much older than them, and they are actually not older than them either. They are even younger than most of the people present.

How can you endure this situation?

"This is the White Clan's territory!" One person said with a ferocious face and every word.

"On your territory, you don't have to follow the rules and be shameless?" When it comes to verbal disputes, Song Zining has never been afraid of anyone.

The man immediately jumped to his feet, "What do you mean? If you don't explain clearly, you won't be able to walk out of this door today!"

Song Zining smiled scornfully and said: "If you have revenge, if you have grudges, let's fight! Who are you trying to scare by setting up this battle? If you swarm us, that's something even aristocratic families can't do. If you, the White Clan, do it on your own,

I am willing to fall, and I have nothing to say."

The young people in the White Clan were furious and yelled and cursed one after another. The tall young man at the head was still calm and said: "What the Seventh Young Master said is not that we don't understand the rules. Since you are the ones who ran to Ningyu Mansion, what should it be?"

I don’t need to explain the rules anymore, right?”

"As long as it's a one-on-one challenge, everything else is up to you." Song Zining looked unconcerned.

"Okay! The Seventh Young Master really looks down on our Bai clan."

Song Zining didn't save him any face, "After Bai Bubu, you Bai clan really have no reason for me to respect you!"

Originally, Bai Aotu was the strongest of the younger generation of the White Valve. Due to her age, her combat power once suppressed Zhao Jundu for a period of time, and she was also hunted down until Qianye had no way to escape. Now that her combat power has dropped drastically, the White Valve's direct descendants have found her.

No one can compete with Zhao Jundu, who is at the height of his power. Although there is still Bai Kongzhao, she cannot really be regarded as a member of the Bai family after all. The Bai family still needs this face.

On the battlefield, since the bloody battle of the Iron Curtain, the White Valve team has suffered heavy losses. It can be said that the White Valve has suffered heavy losses at the hands of Qianye and Song Zining, both individually and in team battles. Now it was exposed by Song Zining in person.

, there was no way to refute it for the moment.

Everyone in the Bai clan was embarrassed for a while, and the young man at the head laughed three times and said: "Okay! Since the Seventh Young Master said this, we can't let you down. I don't think we should choose any venue, how about here?"

"Okay." Song Zining agreed happily.

"Come here, get the equipment and clear the place!"

A group of young people scattered around, working on their own. In an instant, a fighting field was surrounding the gate, and the ground was covered with armored steel plates for protection. In addition, several large containers were moved to the side of the field, and they were opened to take a look.

, one container is filled with melee weapons, another container is filled with various force guns, and the remaining containers are all armor. From armor as thin as wings to extremely thick full-body armor, everything is available.

After all, the White Valve is one of the Four Valvees and has a profound background. All the equipment they bring out are of the highest quality, many of which cannot be bought with money outside. But Song Zining looked at the young man at the head and sneered. The preparation speed was really fast.

What a complete guy.

The young man just ignored it and said, "Whatever you two need, just take it. I, a descendant of the White House, will also choose from it."

It is a common practice for aristocratic families to provide standard equipment to both fighting parties. After all, challengers often do not bring all the equipment with them. This is the time to show the magnanimity of the aristocratic family.

Another unwritten rule is that the goalkeeper needs to face a wheel battle, which is regarded as the default home field advantage. However, there must be a limit to the wheel battle. If you still lose three games in a row, there will be no more competition. How many times will it really be?

Ten people take turns, even if they win, it won't be a good reputation. For the clan, winning or losing is only temporary, and face is the first priority.

However, when Song Zining accepted the challenge just now, what he meant was that even this restriction could be dispensed with, and the White Clan could send as many people as they wanted. With such arrogance, it is no wonder that this group of young and energetic disciples of the White Clan were angered.

Bai Vale was the first to be killed. He was a stout man with about fifteen levels of cultivation. He was covered in heavy armor and held a heavy shield. He looked like he had a long energy pulse. He didn't expect to win. He just wanted to consume some of his opponent's force power.

This kind of bulky and thickly armored opponent has always been Song Zining's favorite, and the Three Thousand Floating Leaves Domain can completely trick him into doubting his life.

Song Zining straightened his clothes and was about to leave when he was pulled by Qianye. Qianye's face showed no sadness or joy, he just said: "I'm not in the mood to play with them anymore."

"Okay, then be careful." After Song Zining said this, he was worried and warned again: "Strike gently and don't hit him too hard."

Qianye nodded, "I will."

In this conversation, Qianye and Song Zining spoke very seriously, and their expressions were extremely serious, which made everyone in the White Clan angry to death.

The warriors in the field hit their shields hard with their war hammers, making a thunderous sound to show their dissatisfaction.

Qianye didn't care whether he was satisfied or dissatisfied. He stepped into the field and strode towards him. In a few steps, he was in front of him and grabbed him with a palm across his chest.

The strong man laughed ferociously, struck with his shield and hammer, and hit Qianye's arm hard. If it were an ordinary strong man, this blow would be enough to smash his arm into pieces.

However, Qianye did not dodge at all, and let the hammer and shield hit his hand. As if he had no feeling at all, he grabbed the man's throat and picked him up.

The man Kong had a very strong body. When he fell into Qianye's palm, his limbs drooped and he could not move. Qianye waved his left hand, and there was only a "snap" sound, which was a loud slap in the face, and the man was slapped more than ten meters away.

Outside, he fainted on the spot.

All this happened so fast that no one had time to react. The soldier they had high hopes for had already fainted and died on the sidelines. Several young people reacted quickly and ran over. After a hurried inspection, they breathed a sigh of relief and said

: "It's nothing serious, I just fainted."

Everyone in the White Clan felt relaxed and glared at Qianye. A few of the more powerful ones were frowning and thinking. It seemed that Qianye had not used the Force during the whole process. How could that person be defeated like this?

?The ease of defeat is easier than killing a chicken.

The young man at the head said angrily: "Qianye, you are so vicious, what do you mean?"

Qianye sneered, "I didn't hit any vital points, how can I say I was vicious?"

The man was speechless immediately. His face was indeed not a vital part, but such a public slap in the face was actually much more severe than a slap on his vitals.

Song Zining was beside him, he hesitated to speak, and just shook his head. He knew that Qianye was really angry when he saw Bai Aobu's current situation, and he was determined not to leave any room with the Bai clan. Even if he faced a person in the Song clan that day,

The elders of the Song Dynasty and Qianye did not use this method of not giving the other party any steps to step down.

As long as they have fought side by side in the battlefield of life and death, Qianye will regard them as brothers. And for the sake of brothers, Qianye is not afraid to be enemies with anyone.

At this point, the face of the young man headed by Bai Clan flashed with gloom, and he said with a deep smile: "Okay, very good! Since Master Qianye is so willing to teach you, then our Bai family cannot let you down! Bai Longfei, go and learn from me.

Let’s see what Master Qianye does!”

Bai Longfei has a white face and no beard, and looks to be around thirty. He holds a pair of short blades and floats down the field. He can't pick up any dust under his feet as he moves, showing off his talent for speed while walking slowly.

This Bailong Feixian learned from his predecessor's lesson and did not get close to Qianye. Instead, he quickly circled around Qianye, hoping to slowly gain an advantage in the guerrilla war, or at least let Qianye consume more force.

In the blink of an eye, he circled Qianye three times at a speed that was as fast as lightning. Just when he felt proud and felt that he was showing off his face in front of his fellow tribesmen, a big hand suddenly appeared in front of him, as if flying from the sky.

There was no way for him to hide, no way to avoid him. Just as he was shocked, he was grabbed by the throat and lifted up.

"How could it be so fast..." As soon as this thought flashed across his mind, another hand appeared in front of him, followed by a snap, his vision went dark, and he didn't know anything anymore.

In the eyes of others, Qianye just fished it out casually, but Bai Longfei bumped into Qianye's hand, was knocked unconscious by a slap in the face, and was thrown out of the field.

The young man at the head's face turned green and red, gritted his teeth and shouted: "White Dragon Whale!"

The other person came off. This person had short hair and looked capable and tough. His movements were neither fancy nor sloppy at all. He showed that he was a true master who was proficient in actual combat.

But as soon as this so-called strong man with rich experience in actual combat rushed into Qianye's close combat range, he was lifted up and knocked unconscious with a slap in the face.

"Bai Longyu!"

"White Tiger Wings!"

"Bai Chengtian!"

"white……"

No matter who it is, as long as they end up, they will end up being knocked unconscious. The whole process is so fast that people can't even feel that Qianye has used the force. In the blink of an eye, there are more than a dozen people lying on the sidelines, all with bruises on their faces.

Unconscious.

At this moment, more and more White Clan disciples have gathered, but they are completely silent. People with a discerning eye have long seen that Qianye's strength is not on the same level as these young disciples. Only in this way can he take it easy, slap one by one, and defeat all his opponents.

They were all slapped down directly.

None of the injuries were serious, but they were all on the face.

The young man at the head could no longer maintain his demeanor, his face was extremely ugly, and he gritted his teeth and said: "Are you going to fight me to the end?"
Chapter completed!